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Nov 2013
There is time between
Each of our arrivals
It was I to go first
Then there was time
When you joined in
Strangers growing up
To meet one day
Each much wiser,
Mature and less terrified.
Looking at you it is clear
Parts Still Uncharted
I can show you
Guide you into all about you
A soft touch here,
A kiss, and nibble of your ear
and confessions of my wants
Trust, tested nervously
We lay down, and you watch
My eyes looking up,
loving unlike anything you've known'
the caress of my tongue,
How wet it can get,
As your body shakes,
And I show you new sensations
More than once,
and I whisper how good it feels
making this intimacy
this seduction draw out
The little squeals I hear
I want you so intensely
A thirst that you create
My lips, my mouth, my tongue
all of my senses focused
On, and In, and against you
Uncharted waves of yes, and wow
I Show You.
Jack R Fehlmann
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Jack R Fehlmann  44/M/Colorado
(44/M/Colorado)   
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